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‘ you’re L E A V I N G, huh? i never thought this day would come. for the record, i wasn’t speaking to you, i was getting rid of some loose ends – you should know how that goes. and might i ask what has finally brought on this overly dramatic exit of yours? ’
“oh you can ask, but you’re not likely to get an ANSWER.”
mary jumped, “you– you’re wrong... it’s rather dark now, so, it’s ABSOLUTELY possible to not see if there’s someone lurking behind a tree or… something…”
“i wasn’t LURKING. it’s hardly my fault that you’re daft enough not to notice someone coming up from behind you. it’s a good way to end up DEAD.”
‘ i have had ENOUGH of you, rowan, ’ she groaned, waving the other off. ‘ i don’t know, ’ she mumbled ‘ for the past week – i’ve been more on the h o m i c i d a l side, ’ her tone warning. ‘ if someone so much as looks at me in the wrong way; i want their head on a silver platter, ’ a shrug of her shoulders following the words. it was all true. for some reason, she had been very on edge and moody recently. of course, she blamed rowan for that. he always gave her so much shit and she was fed up with it by this point. ‘ killing off one of your own – it’s traitorous and unforgivable, ’ rosario reminded him. ‘ just be wise and stick to your little muggle attacks, yeah? ’
“me? kill one of my own? i’d NEVER...” he protested, that wicked smile still spread out across his features. “but if i were a minute too slow deflecting a curse, or ducked at the inopportune time, well, things might not end so well for your beloved. so do keep that in mind when you decide to THREATEN me, mrs. warbeck.”
❝I would say that you’ll be missed, but that would just be a lie. In a few weeks, you’ll be forgotten, and what a shame, you won’t even get credit for managing to unleash a basilisk, and lethifolds. If it was a Travers legacy you were attempting to create, one lapse in judgement just left that in shambles. Word of advice, enjoy your freedom while you can — expulsion is just the beginning, people like you have a darker place waiting for them.❞
“oh i was never planning on leaving my legacy behind HERE,” rowan mused with a shake of his head. “there’s much for me OUTSIDE these walls than there could ever be inside.” with a flourish he pushed up his robes, fingers tracing the outline of the mark decorating his skin. at this point, he was already being expelled -- what did he CARE if anyone saw it? “i’m sure the dark lord will be... UNHAPPY about recent events,” he commented with a shrug, “but i’ll more than make up for it. which is more than can be said for you.” his eyes narrowed, taking a step closer to her as he grinned. “now that i’m leaving, i have no problem saying that i don’t buy for a moment that you were truly ill. you might look like one of us but when push comes to shove... you’ll be WEAK and never achieve true power. your sister might be a PSYCHOPATH but at least she’s made a choice.” he paused. “have you?”
‘ that’s right, C O N T I N U E calling me that, ’ she smirked ‘ it shows that you’re learning i was never yours and i don’t think you understand how much j o y that brings me, ’ she hummed. and then he spoke again, her gaze narrowing at his threat. ‘ excuse me? ’ she snapped. ‘ before something could happen to him? you would be dead, ’ rosario informed the other. ‘ one thing that you will n e v e r do is take something away from me; not without facing consequences. ’
“such strong words coming out of your mouth, but i daresay you wouldn’t act on them.” he shrugged his shoulders, nonchalance painting his disposition as he crossed his arms over his chest. “if i wanted him dead, he’d already BE dead... you just remember that. we DEATH EATERS ... we watch each other’s backs.” he smirked. “that is, until we don’t.”
“Hello? Is… is anyone t h e r e?”
“obviously.” he replied. “i’m not INVISIBLE... it would be impossible to miss me.”
‘ UH-HUH, that’s real peachy and all, sweetheart! i’d hate to cut you short – but i have to leave. you see, potter, he… uh… he got himself into a bit of a predicament. ah, the poor lad, he’s been rather tongue tied as of late! it’s t r a g i c, frankly. he needs me now more than ever. so, it’s not you – it’s james. ’
“what are you blabbing on about, black?” travers snapped cooly, eyes flitting over the gryffindor standing before him. “quite frankly -- i don’t CARE. i won’t have my last few hours at the castle ruined with your idle chatter. go away, won’t you?”
❝Why not earn another one, I’m sure Bellatrix is just ITCHING to give you one to match that one.❞
“as you can see BOTH of my eyes are now spoken for...” rowan grit out, barely looking up from his trunk as he continued shoving things into it. “and you’ll be happy to know that unless i APOLOGIZE to that mudblood evans,” his eyes flashed, “i’m being EXPELLED... so i suppose this is farewell for now, black.”
“It suits you,” he said laughing. “Definitely makes your face a little more attractive, seeing as there’s a little less of it to look at.”
“would you prefer to SWALLOW your tongue, or have me chop it into bits and feed it to one of your little friends?” rowan snapped, his gaze locking on remus. “the choice is yours.”
‘ i would L O V E to see you try, sunshine. the moment you dare to lay a hand on me is when you lose said hand. i’m not your p r o p e r t y and you can’t handle me. ’
“play hard to get all you want, mrs. warbeck, but one day you’ll come CRAWLING back to me and we’ll see how true that statement is. maybe when your precious hubby is no longer with us...” his eyes flashed. “he’s got himself in quite the PRECARIOUS position, don’t you think?”
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how could there be so much E V I L in this world? from how it seemed, there were countless people that shared the same views as he who must not be named. his name was like poison on her tongue. the thought of him caused her stomach to flip. although, what truly stunned her is how someone could w i l l i n g l y kill their own blood to appease him. in certain lights: voldemort had seemed more like a god to them than anything. or at least, that’s how she viewed the situation. and in her eyes? he was utterly worthless. nothing more than scum. for the first twenty minutes, no one had bothered to speak to her. she was grieving the loss of someone important to her and they understood that. then before too long, a voice that she never desired to hear again had chimed in, her entire body going rigid. ‘ who in the hell do you t h i n k you are? ’ she spoke low at first, turning to face him. rowan travers: the piece of shit that murdered gilbert and then had the nerve to gloat about it. how sickening. ‘ you’ve lost your right to come anywhere near here, you realize? ’ her tone ice cold as she stood, brushing dirt off of her school skirt. he ( of all people ) did not DESERVE to see her in her previous state. rowan looked overly smug as he before her. and it was something about the way he looked that caused her to snap. the reaction she had was one of impulse, but it was not one that she had regretted. in fact, she was overly thrilled that it happened, it was one of many things he had coming. punching him felt i n c r e d i b l e. ‘ the raccoon look will suit you, travers, ’ the redhead pointed out. ‘ and you know, i also believe that you’d look well in stripes. ’
if lily evans thought her words were going to have any effect on him, she was surely mistaken. he’d watched as the castle gave her wide berth { like a widow mourning her fallen king } but he hadn’t felt inclined to do the same. he circled her like a vulture, close enough that she could likely feel his BREATH against her shoulder as he drawled, words dripping with poison as he spoke. he’d gotten BRAZEN in the days since the attack, NEGLIGENT with his actions and his words edged like razors. the smart move would have been to keep quiet, enjoy his victory, but the urge to rub the loss in her face had been too much to resist.
“and who are you to tell me what i can and can’t do?” he questioned, choking on a laugh as he sized her up. “you, mudblood filth, unworthy to even breathe the same air as we do... and yet here you are, DARING to talk to ME like that?” he didn’t get a chance to say much of anything else before she’d reared back and punched him, the action catching him off guard. he’d allowed it from bellatrix { figured he’d earned it, considering her sisters had nearly been attacked during his DISTRACTION } but he would NOT tolerate such insolence from someone he considered to be beneath him.
“who do you think you are?” he roared, wand at the ready as he gripped her by the hair and tugged her in close, wand pressed just below her throat as he growled out the words. “you think you can raise a hand to me and LIVE to tell the tale? enjoy the view, evans, for it’ll be the last thing you se--” he broke off suddenly, his wand soaring up into the air as he was cast backwards. he hit the wall with a grunt, having not noticed the professor coming up from behind them. and there he stood, slughorn { looking quite petrified } with his wand outstretched as he beckoned lily towards him.
“mr. travers,” he professor stuttered out, “you -- off to the headmaster’s office with you! i never... you just -- ms. evans, are you?” he seemed at a loss for words, unable to believe what he’d just witnessed. { and really, could you blame him? }
Her mouth fell open in horror as she moved to push him. “Do you have no respect for the dead? Not even an ounce? A CHILD was killed and not to mention your brother. I don’t know what issues you two had but he was your BROTHER, and you have the audacity to be so smug !?”
rowan simply laughed as she moved to push him, holding his hand up to keep her from getting any closer to him. he was a patient person, but he wouldn’t allow anyone to raise a hand to him without any CONSEQUENCES. bellatrix had been the exception, and only because she had the favor of the dark lord and might be more psychotic than he was. “is it smug? i don’t know if i’d say that i’m being smug... cheeky, maybe, and making jokes in poor taste, but who are YOU to question how i mourn?” despite his words, there was a smile on his face.
Molly said nothing, looking back down at her work at the table. Admittedly, she was itching to talk to the eldest Travers, but only because she wanted proof that Rowan wasn’t as awful as everyone assumed. She didn’t know him well, but she was furious at him already, and since there were no other tables in the library, she had to sit with him. “I don’t really hang around with people who get black EYES on the daily,” she said with a shrug. “I’m sure you deserved it though, from what I’ve heard.”
“oh everyone’s so SENSITIVE today, aren’t they?” he asked, not expecting a response as he rolled his eyes. “forgive me -- i’m not going to get upset about the deaths of people i barely knew or cared about.” eyes flashed, almost DARING her to question him. he’d received more than a few odd looks during the run of the day and he thought it was laughable. anyone who knew him knew that he had hated his brother with every fiber of his being. the idea that he would be SAD about it was laughable. “to me, it’s just another monday.”
it was time such as THIS that nevena was unsure of what rowan wanted. was there a way to truly p l e a s e him or was this all she would get? ‘ it is probably of little interest to you, ’ the brunette confessed. ‘ just preforming a little seance – i need some insight from dear lizzie. ’
while rowan had no desire to talk to anyone he knew who’d passed, there was a certain APPEAL to him that all dark magic possessed.”carry on,” he replied, choosing a seat near her as he waited for her to continue. “this should be INTERESTING.”
❝ Funny. ❞ Rabastan’s amused tone faltered ( any sinister dash of humour evaporated ) upon recognition of the voice echoed back at him. ❝ I was under the impression I was looking for you. ❞ Arms tucked behind a rigid back, the wizard emerged from his roost with his eyes narrowed into thin slits. Rage burbled and threatened to BOIL over at his every word. He had to complete ONE task; distract, force the student body to shield their eyes from the GREATEST CEREMONY to grace the halls of Hogwarts. Instead, Rowan gained the laudable attention of Aurors because he failed to restrain himself. ❝ Do you think Pomfrey would have a reason to lie about Andromeda’s condition ? It wasn’t as if your DISTRACTION couldn’t wake an entire field of sleeping giants, let alone a sick girl. You could have ruined our course of action– you still can. How are we supposed to go about our business when Aurors roam the halls, hm ? ❞ The wizard anticipated Rowans’s answer ( a CHEEKY one, nonetheless ) as he drew closer to him.
“well if you WERE looking for me, you need not look any further.” he drawled, not perturbed by rabastan’s stance. he’d done as he’d been asked to -- he’d DISTRACTED. sure, it might have been a little bit extreme, summoning the basilisk up from the depths of the castle, but he’d enjoyed every moment of it. seeing the looks of despair on the faces of his fellow students, the fear visible as they scurried about, brought a smile to his face. “oh don’t be so dramatic, lestrange. it was all in good fun -- it had to be EXTREME to keep the professors from noticing that we were gone.” he didn’t bother commenting on andromeda, simply rolling his eyes. rabastan was BLIND when it came to andromeda, that much was clear. “they’ll be nothing more than a nuisance, you know that. even with them underfoot it won’t stifle us any. with any luck, they’ll be aligned in our interest and actually be a BENEFIT.” he shrugged his shoulders. “and if not... well, they’ll be something new to play with.”
If there was anyone Lucinda did not want to see right now, it was Rowan Travers. She wasn’t particularly afraid of him so much as weirded out by him. He was attractive, sure, but he was absolutely STRANGE in his ways; cruel, for no reason. Lucinda hated him, but of course she would never let that show. Looking around at their surroundings, the brunette raised an eyebrow and looked back down at her work. “Well, I’m in the back of the library, the aurors have yet to show, and the only person that caught me is you, so I think I’m quite safe for now. But thank you for the advice. I appreciate it.” She spoke not exactly sarcastically, but with a tinge of sass. Sighing a bit at his next comment she shrugged, focusing on her homework. “Well, hopefully I can stay out of it. I don’t exactly like being near any lethifolds or basilisks.”
“blah, blah, blah,” rowan interjected, cutting her off mid-sentence as he spoke. “all i’m hearing is a lot of words, and not a whole lot that i CARE about.” truth be told, it took a lot to capture rowan’s attention, and lucinda’s explanations { and excuses } weren’t of any interest to him. “oh, it wasn’t advice. it was a statement. keep your mouth shut, or pay the consequences.” he shrugged his shoulders. “nothing that happens to YOU is going to have any effect on me.”
he smiled at the mention of the creatures. of the DEVASTATION they’d wreaked upon the castle. it had been worth the black eye he’d earned from bellatrix to finally take care of his blood traitor of a brother. sure, he hadn’t intended for any of the sacred 28 to be injured, but as far as he was concerned andromeda should have been with them, not behind at the castle. even if no one else thought it was suspicious, he did. “oh i’m sure they’d have nothing but kind regards for you.” he said with a wide grin. “very chewy.”
‘ WOW, rowan – that black eye looks super good on you. know what you need? another one. i offer my services f r e e of charge. ’
“i’d LOVE to see you try. i’ve been ITCHING to get my hands on you...”
